Friday letters

I say this every week, but how is it Friday again already?! This will be my last Friday letters of 2016 since I plan to take a break from blogging for the holidays. Next Friday I’ll be on a plane at daft o’clock in the morning (remind me why we picked the 7 am flight?!) and the Friday after I’ll be in Glasgow with Jan and K. Good times! Anyway, some letters…

Mailbox

Dear Christmas cards. You will not defeat me! Ten more to assemble and post then I’m done!

Dear Lebkuchen. I knew opening you was a mistake! It appears I’ve eaten you all already. Oops!

Dear scales. I will put new batteries in you eventually… but not until well after Christmas. Right now I really don’t want to know! (See previous letter…)

Dear Lemsip. You may not taste great, but you work and that’s good enough for me!

Dear Dara Ó Briain. Tickets for your show in January have been purchased! You’d better bring your best jokes along 😉

That’s all folks! Friday letters will return in 2017. (Eeep, 2017! How did that happen?!)

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Friday letters

Is there any point in doing a Friday letters post when I just did a catch up post for the entire month of August yesterday? Could I possibly have anything left in my life to write letters to? Well, yes I could actually! Here they are:

Basel-postbox

Dear Switzerland. On Tuesday, I saw Lebkuchen in my local supermarket. On Tuesday it was still August! I know I’ve been stitching Christmas designs, but that’s no excuse for you to get the Christmas biscuits out. Just no, okay?

Dear little brother. I hope you had a fantastic 10th birthday yesterday. (Also, how is it you’re in double figures now?! Aargh, I feel old!)

Dear weather. If you could just stay like this for a week or two that would be fine. Warm but not OMG I’m actually going to die at any minute hot works just fine for me.

Dear autumn. I don’t need you short, miserable days and rain yet, but I am excited about all the autumn products that are starting to appear in the supermarkets. The return of pumpkin season? YES PLEASE!

Dear pumpkins. Speaking of your arrival in shops, why must you be so hard to cut? I would eat you every single day if only you weren’t so much work to prepare!

See, I told you I still had stuff to say? That’s enough for now though. Have a great weekend, everyone!

Friday letters (still busy)

Aaah, FINALLY it is Friday – and let me tell you the weekend is much needed! It has been a crazily busy week. But even now the weekend is here I won’t be relaxing. Tomroow, I’m makingmy traditional English Christmas dinner for German friends – plus one Scottish girl – which means a day in the kitchen. At least that’s a fun kind of busy though. And the good news is, I’ve managed to get further than expected with my big translation job, so I shouldn’t need to work quite as many hours as feared next week…

Letter to Santa
Photo credit: moonlightbulb

Dear boyfriend. Thank you for suggesting we eat at the Irish pub on Wednesday. I know you had an ulterior motive, but it was nice of you to notice how stressed I was and say it would save me from having to cook.

Dear Germany. The Local tells me you are falling out of love with Lebkuchen. Are you mad? I’ll have your share if you don’t want it…

Dear Christmas gifts on order. Please hurry up and arrive! The day I need to leave for England is rapidly approaching…

Dear turkey. I know you’re huge, but please be defrosted in time to go in the oven!

Dear 2013. You haven’t been the best year of my life and I can’t wait for you to be over! Here’s hoping 2014 brings more travel and less illness…

Dear readers. Please bear with me for a few more weeks. I’m going to be very busy between now and Christmas! And while  I do have some posts for scheduled over Christmas/New Year, I’m going to be away for both so don’t be too upset if it takes me a while to get round to answering comments…

P.S. Please got to Diaries of an Essex Girl’s blog and read her post on Labels Agianst Women then leave a comment – this is something that NEEDS to be discussed by as many people (male and female) as possible.

So that was Christmas…

All those days of rushing around like a lunatic, trying to get cards written, gifts wrapped and packages sent are now over, culminating in family and friends in various locations spending about a minute tearing off the wrapping paper and briefly admiring my offerings before moving on to the next brightly wrapped gift.

I sent a friend in England chocolate-coated Lebkuchen (a German gingerbread), which she has informed me she could happily eat every day of the year. Success!

My mum loves her posh herbal tea and has already started reading her book. My sister liked her book too.

My brother’s deodrant goes with shower gel and aftershave he got from other people. He’s happy because the scent he wanted is expensive and he couldn’t have afforded it himself!

The last few days my Facebook newsfeed has been full of photos and statuses referring to various babies’ first Christmases. Many of my friends gave birth to their first child this year and of course Christmas had to be recorded in minute detail. I’m sure I would be the same if it were ever to happen to me. Very cute photos of small children in their Christmas pyjamas. Those born at the beginning of the year are old enough to at least be somewhat aware, even if they did find the wrapping paper much more interesting than the gifts inside.

Our Christmas was busy. We arrived at Jan’s dad’s fairly late on 23 December. Christmas Eve for the Germans is Christmas day, but only in the evening. Until around 1 pm it’s an ordinary day and the shops are open. We went for a walk around the village then ate Lebkuchen while drinking tea. In the evening we ate sausages and potato salad before opening a few presents – one each for Jan and I. The rest had to wait until “my” Christmas. At midnight I opened another gift – a tradition in my family!

Early on the morning of 25 December we drove down to Jan’s dad’s girlfriend’s place (overuse of apostrophes in that sentence!). More gifts were exchanged there. By the time I’ve eaten all my chocolates I may never want to see another one again! Lunch was fish in a creamy sauce served with potatoes and tomatoes baked over with lots of cheese. Delicious! Afterwards we took advantage of a lull in the rain to go for a bit of a walk. It had started dripping again by the time we got back though.

We stayed there over night then drove up to Jan’s mum’s place on boxing day. Got there just in time for lunch, which was delicious beef from a happy cow (his mum knows the owners personally). After showing them our photos from Sweden we spent the evening playing Scrabble in German! There was one round where I did not come last 😉 Another night, another bed – we stayed there rather than going back to Jan’s dad’s.

Yesterday we came back to Karlsruhe, and tomorrow we go to Luxembourg for the New Year. A brief visit in our flat; two nights in our own bed then off on our travels again.

Christmas was busy, but fun. Next year I want to spend it in England again. After two christmases in Germany it’s time!

(Sorry, no pictures. Zemanta isn’t working and I didn’t take any.)

Party people

My boyfriend is in my bed. He’s snoring. I may have to go and prod him in a minute because a) the snoring is annoying and b) I’m starving and want him to come and make food with me.

The parties were good. Mat’s was under the theme of Christmas so he had Glühwein (mulled wine) and Lebkuchen (gorgeous German ginger cake things) for all. He also had the ingredients to make caipirinha but I avoided that like the plague. Hate the stuff! In case anyone cares it’s made with cachaça (random alcohol similar to rum), lime and brown sugar. The boyfriend likes it. I think it’s evil and should be banned. But there you go. If we all thought the same the world would be a very boring place, etc.
I met an Australian guy at that party. He’s from Sydney and is now in Germany living with his German girlfriend. Usual story. So that was fun. It’s always nice to have a chance to speak English. I don’t want to go forgetting my mother tongue you know! (OK, I speak English with Jan but ssshh. That’s not the point).

The second party had no motto, except that Lisa and her boyfriend were wearing Holland T-shirts. No Lebkuchen this time but the home-made chocolate chip cookies made up for that. They were rather yummy I must say. And Lisa liked her presents, which was good. I also met a Finnish girl at Lisa’s place. She was an Erasmus student in Karlsruhe a few years ago, met her German boyfriend during her year here and happened to be visiting this week.
Later we went back to Mat’s place where there were two hardcore party people still hanging around, one of whom was from Austria. Good stuff. Not many people can say they’ve spoken to an Australian, a Finnish girl, lots of Germans and an Austrian all in one night. It’s a shame Kiri wasn’t there for me to add Japanese to the mix.

Right, seriously starving now so I’m off to try and drag the boy out of bed.
Wish me luck…

Twenty-five and no life

I’m slightly worried by the fact that all I could think of to blog about yesterday was dirty laundry. Has my life really come to that? I’ve been 25 for less than a month – surely I’m not old enough to become obsessed with housework yet?

Today has been one of those odd sort of days weather wise. It isn’t actually sunny but it’s absolutely boiling hot, with highs of 28°C. Luckily my office is fairly cool, but the tram is horribly sticky at the best of times. Except when you’ve just had walked for 20 minutes to reach the stop in the pouring rain with no umbrella – then the tram is freezing. It’s called sod’s law.

So I noticed today that Aldi have chosen this week to start selling Christmas stuff. How annoying is that? It’s not even Halloween yet! Not that the Germans actually celebrate Halloween, but that’s not really the point is it. Now for the next three months every time I walk into Aldi I’m going to be confronted with tons and tons of Lebkuchen. That’s German gingerbread for those who don’t know and it’s delicious. And here’s me trying to be healthy. I’ve even been cooking proper meals for myself, and everyone knows how much I hate cooking for one! Asking me to resist Lebkuchen for three whole months is just plain mean.

Ooh, here’s some exciting news. Karlsruhe’s getting its very own branch of Lush. I’m sure you all know the shop I mean – it’s the one you can track down from 10 miles away just by following the scent. I love Lush products! Must remember to drop a few un-subtle hints before Christmas gets here…

Right, I’m off down into the scary cellar to see if I can get a washing appointment. Wish me luck…